Oh Rod Stewart, you're speaking to my heart.
This was an awful, bad, terrible, no good weekend. Really bad, bad, bad. "Friends" made me feel like trash and worse.
And I don't want to talk about it, how you broke me heart.
It was such a bad weekend, that going to the law school library to work on a group project assignment was actually a comfort than an annoyance. Hell, I'd be lying if I sad I hadn't been looking forward, just to do something routine and not be around my roomie (who I do love, but who was a main instigator in this awful, bad, terrible, no good weekend.)
And now I'm going to work on a Memo for my Legal R & W class and outline for Torts. Joy, for real.